So far, by God's grace

Wednesday, May 4, 2011


This funny poem was posted on the door of our teachers lounge. I quickly googled it and thought I MUST share it with you.

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.

- Jenny Joseph

Then I went on to youtube to see if there were any readings of this poem and found these 2.
This one is a reading by Jenny Joseph herself. She is now old enough to be wearing purple, hoard pens and pencils and pick flowers from other people's gardens.

This one is read aloud by a little girl. This video is actually a cancer awareness video for Royal Marsden Cancer Hospital, London.


  1. Loved it. I am practicing too.

  2. That is so adorable! Love it :)

  3. Loved it. Moral: Don't be too sober in your youth.